Deja Vu


By Jason Farago

Nick Hornby’s eerily familiar art.

Photograph by Jonty Morris

Looking at Nick Hornby’s art is an uncanny experience: It’s like nothing you’ve ever seen, and yet you still think you’ve seen it before. The enigmatic, almost alien forms of his sculptures -- some small enough to sit on a table, some weighing more than a ton -- derive from quotations of iconic works of earlier artists, mashed up into new and surprising shapes. A single work of Hornby’s can graft together the disparate outlines of works by Rodin, Calder, and Brancusi, each of which becomes thrillingly visible as you circle around it. But then, just as one of the fragments comes into view, it disappears again—and you’re back with an object that’s at once familiar and indecipherable.

Hornby’s strange, alluring sculptures are far more than the sum of their parts. He puts old material into new circumstances, creating singular forms out of the clutter of history. “They’re always on the knife-edge of revealing their sources, but they also hold back,” the artist explains. “You can think of the sculptures as three-dimensional collages, and in three dimensions you can have layers of things. You walk around a work and it unfolds, but the question is, what do you see between the facets? I’m interested in that synthesis, that new thing.”

Hornby, 32, generates his works on a computer, casting the resulting hybrid in plaster, bronze, or a striking marble resin composite that brings Enlightenment-era aesthetics into the present day. Often they’re a brilliant white, but this year he began to experiment with color; two massive new sculptures in London’s Canary Wharf, created in collaboration with the painter Sinta Tantra, are done up in eye-popping blues and pinks.
As a teenager, Hornby spent his days working with clay. Even then, he was mixing things up—what would start as a pot might end up as a portrait bust. Now he works out of a studio off Portobello Road in Notting Hill -- curiously, the same space where MTV shot the pilot of The Real World’s London season -- but his artistic practice extends far beyond its splattered walls.

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